Pandoras dawn Fractures in existence They teach you to kill Feed you with sin Numbed By your fears You are not giving in No space for regrets No chance for an End Hand them their masks Sit back and watch how Existence is Dehumanized Their breed destroys hope Culutre is adapted so their Profit isn Not interrupted Armed to the teeth Detached from reason You believe What They preach No space for regrets No chance for an end Hand them their Masks Sit back and watch how These traitors live among us Ignored by the Mass Disdained by no one They keep on selling death It's time to stop your Apathy Don't trust their hollow lies Stop feasting while others die The Torch goes out All hope dies out The ones selling death are The ones who Decide All hope dies out